The Forest

I know a forest of darkness and gloom
It’s a place that leads to eternal doom.
Only those misled or those too queer
Find the road that leads here.
Those who make it out in one piece
Live to tell of its hounds and fleas
And all its creepy vampires and bats
And its pack of thirsty bloodsucking rats.
People say it’s all in my head
And the forest I find when I go to bed.
But wherever it is, I’m glad about
The fact that I found my way out.